I lay in Yen’s opium joint,
A-watchin’ the devils dance
And the mandarin on the painted screen
’E seemed to h’arise and prance.
H’a most ondecent purformance
Ee-yah, and it’s the truth
I’ll forswear all ’eathen contraptions and go back to the booze of my youth.
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